"Fourth day. It's already the fourth day..."
In a certain specially stabilized space, darkness was the eternal, unchanging color. At the end of sight, countless illusory mists slowly churned and rose, transforming into hazy, bizarre scenes. That was the boundary of this space.
A gentle, source-less glow illuminated the space. At its center seemed to be a transparent floor, with all sorts of furniture and miscellaneous objects casually arranged about. Clearly, someone had lived here for a long time.
Amidst the furniture and clutter stood a huge white bed.
The petite dragon girl in pajamas hugged her blanket, staring at the Magic Phone before her as she muttered resentfully.
Anviya did not even know how she had endured these past three days. She could not muster interest in anything and could only pass the time reading novels and watching videos on the Magic Phone. Even in her sleep, she dreamed of Origin Mall opening for business. By the boss's standards, she was undoubtedly in the terminal stage of internet addiction.
"When is it going to open..."
Anviya buried her head in the blanket, her voice helpless and despairing. She was even starting to want to go back. Tianlan Continent was simply too boring.
But life after returning did not seem much better either. Busy dragons could work themselves to death, idle dragons could die of boredom, and they spent their days wallowing in drunken dreams and dying fantasies. Perhaps that was the meaning of a dragon's life. They did not even live as fully as the ordinary people of Tianlan Continent.
Anviya sighed, sat up, and casually ran her fingers through her somewhat messy hair.
She was going to get up.
First, she would go to Origin Mall to see whether the boss had returned, then urge him through the